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animeredhead101 · 3 months

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Dad Phantom DP x DC Crossover

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Bask in Our Cosmic Insignificance by DisillusionedDanny :

After Lady Gotham sends a lost and alone King Phantom to check on a little boy Danny Fenton finds himself the new guardian "angel" of a six year old boy. Tim Drake. Word Count: 33,632

The Devil Wore a T-Shirt by DisillusionedDanny :

After a one-night stand, Danny finds himself pregnant with Red Hood's kid. Now he finds himself as a dad to a small child with an important decision to make. Does he tell Red Hood he has a child? Or does Danny raise the kid by himself?

Word Count: 24,778

Who's Old Now? by LiraBuswavi :

“Am I your dad!!?” Billy shouted. Danny paused. Took a deep breath in and out before turning to him. “I’m gonna need you to back up, and explain. Please.” Or, what happens when a twelve year old masquerading as an adult superhero calls his guardian, an adult who can also turn into a child superhero, on speaker phone, in front of the Justice League. Word Count: 36,017

Of All the Things My Hands Have Held by DisillusionedDanny :

Upon learning that her son is in a relationship, Talia decides to create a clone to gift to her son as a gift to celebrate finally settling down. Now Damian and Danny are stuck trying to figure out how to raise a baby when neither of them had the best examples growing up.

Word Count: 17,066

Mourning a Young Soul Leads to Shared Custody by Olive_of_Vanders :

Danny was given a choice. Become King or parent a ghost kid. Ghost kid sounded a lot more easier to him. Word Count: 41,929

It's Not Sugar by ConspiracyCrows :

Ellie is destabilized and nearly killed by Vlad while trying to make another, "better", clone of Danny. In order to stabilize her she was de-aged to about 7, and now has chronic issues balancing her ecto the same way a type one diabetic has issues balancing blood sugars. In fact that's the cover story the pair use when Danny enrolls Ellie at Gotham Academy. The one favor he will allow Vlad to do for them. While Vlad seems to have finally come to his senses about Ellie, Danny won't let him anywhere near her ever again. Which is why they moved to Gotham in the first place, Vlad won't step foot there. It also helps that Lady Gotham is more than happy to have the Realms' Ambassador to the Living in her streets. They settle into Crime Alley, and Danny may or may not have forgotten to introduce himself to the Haunt owner, assuming Gotham would handle the niceties as he gets Ellie settled, and handles the pressing issues of the negotiations between the city, the realms, and those denizens of both who want or need one thing or other.

Word Count: 23,052

On-going

Deadly Assumptions and Their Consequences by Silver_star_06 :

The Justice league believes that Phantom is Captain Marvel‘s dad and tells the hero to summon him to help them with Darkseid. They weren’t expecting the cryptic eldridge being to start hanging around the watch tower. Danny couldn’t help but feel a kinship with the pre-teen that ended up as the current Captain Marvel. A scrappy black haired and blue eyed child vigilante, that only became one because of circumstance. Danny was going to help this child whether he wanted it or not. Word Count: 25,977

My Dad is Dead to Me by GhostInGotham :

John Constantine was fourteen when he set his house on fire. John Constantine was fourteen when he realized his father was still inside. Word Count: 19,573

Phantoms and Foes by Zylev :

Krypton was dying long before it exploded. After a lab accident at 14 gave Danny ice powers, he used them for good to try and stop crime as the first hero of Krypton. But when thousands of years of mining the core of Krypton finally caught up to the planet, General Zod evacuated Krypton to the Phantom Zone before it exploded. Little did Zod know he led the Kryptonians to a slaughter. Years later, Danny is the only Kryptonian left alive when Kal-El finds the Phantom Projector and brings him to Earth. Danny must now adjust to having new powers and life on a planet that is completely different than Krypton and the Phantom Zone. Word Count: 121,723

The Human Prince of Ghosts by AceFace98 :

Danny has been King for a few centuries now, but he's still half-ghost, immortal or not. So every now and again, Clockwork likes to kick him out of the Realms to go play human for a decade or two. It's usually pretty boring. This time, though, he meets a small child with a camera and a lot of pointed questions and immediately has Dad Instincts about it. Word Count: 65,300

Phantom's Progenies by Makuro767 :

progeny /ˈprɒdʒɪni/ noun plural noun: progenies a descendant or the descendants of a person, animal, or plant; offspring. A drabble collections of Danny Phantom as the father to several kids that are both his and clones of him from several different realities. Fluff with doses of trauma. ~ If you think you can write a full story from each drabble, be my guest. Word Count: 79,111 This is a HUGE multi-crossover fic FYI

#danny phantom #ao3 fanfic #crossover fanfiction #danny fenton #dc universe #dp x dc crossover #batman

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embersoftheorder · 1 month

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DWC - August - Day 7 - Victory

"He's been down there a long time," murmured one of the miners as the pack of workers stared at the cave with worried glances. They shouldn't be this frightened but after so many years of torment by the Coven, Hexsworn, demons, and Tides knew what else had climbed out the gloom they had every right to be. Things in the night rarely didn't bump.

Foreman Strohnev crossed is arms and shook his head at the miner's whine, a loud 'hrmph' coming out from under his thick walrus mustache. "We jus gotta give em time."

For weeks things had been going well at the silver mine. Resources plentiful, work steady, and morale high as the profits that lined their pockets. The New Lion Mining Corporation was on it's way to becoming one of the most successful business ventures of this new Drustvar. A small work town had begun to spring up nearby in hopes of perhaps beginning an actual settlement as money was pumped back into the community.

Then the wailing had begun.

Most had hoped it would be some kind of soft cooing in the depths of the mine, something that would cause the willies and startled heads to rise thinking something was over their shoulder. This voice would have none of that. As a pick had struck rock, it came sharp and clear as a meal time whistle exploding through the carved tunnels to reverberate against stone and into flesh. High above in the upper corridors of the mine, men and women had cast aside tools to clutch at their ears in shock as they looked for the source. All eyes had traveled to the elevators further into the depths, whispers of those who might remain below.

None had come back up.

A search party was sent to investigate, the supervisor a hardy dwarf who had been down in the dark for years in the old country hills of Ironforge and Dun Morgh. Troggs, trolls, and beasts had plagued his life since he was a young beardling. He could handle a wail in a cave with a few other muscles to help him out.

The New Lion Mining Co was now short 12 men and had put up a posting for a new supervisor.

They hadn't had an interview yet.

Since the initial wail and disappearances, no one had dared to go down into the mine and memorials had already been scheduled along with letters of condolences to the families of those lost. Sad letters and pocket watches did not fill bellies or pay for supplies though, and word was sent east for aid from House Waycrest. Perhaps the guard would come or maybe a wizard to blast out the mine for the growing tragedy of New Lion as it was being whispered about. Foul moods, broken hearts, and no profits were stunting the fragile growth of this new colony.

The inquisitor arrived on a Tuesday afternoon upon an old black horse with a matching silent crow astride his shoulder.

He was an older man, his hair thin and gray to match the shabby beard he wore but his eyes spoke of a steel that ran deep and true despite the feet at the corners of them. With a crooked nose, chapped lips, and a voice to make men grimace as hard as him he had come to the office of the foreman. Broken leathers, tattered tabard, and an eclectic assortment of Tides knew what clinked among his carried belongings. The Order of Embers was always in dire straights with finances, but in service of Drustvar and House Waycrest there were none better to handle this sort of thing.

This inquisitor said his name was Eldridge. Eldridge Candell.

On Wednesday morning, the inquisitor had tied off his old horse and gathered his assortment of oddities to make his way into the mouth of the mine. He hadn't said anything to anyone, only asking for extra oil and a couple of lanterns to match some rough travel rations. With an old axe strapped to his belt to match an even older bayonet, Candell had swung a pack over his back and entered the mouth of terror.

The crow had planted itself in silent watch as the inquisitor disappeared.

Wednesday came and went.

Thursday passed without a sound.

Friday the miners began to murmur.

Saturday they gathered a watch.

Sunday broke with burning red sunlight and night fell with a spring storm.

Monday came with talk of what to do with the horse.

Tuesday was gone with the wind.

A week had gone by. No work. No news. No sound. No money.

No hope.

The crow sat silent in it's vigil. Was it waiting for the inquisitor's return? Or was it guarding the mine from the miners going in?

Or from what might come out?

Strohnev rubbed his mustache as he ordered the workers to get back to work. What work they would do, he didn't know but he wasn't getting anything for his coin having them worry and fret staring at a hole in the ground. He was not looking forward to writing to the Stand about needing another inquisitor or for them to at least come pick up the remaining effects of the missing man. Another man dead for this, what the hell was he gonna tell the authorities?

The crow let out a sharp croak, that made the foreman nearly jump out of his skin as he looked back to the mine entrance.

"Tides preserve," came a whisper that Strohnev was more shocked came from him as he stared at Inquisitor Candell.

The man leaned wearily against the frame of the door, his face grim and coated in thick layer of coal dust as his grimace caused the wrinkles to crack white lines across him. His pack was missing, his tabard was black and indiscernible of the colors of the Order. His knife was in his belt and a broken lantern hung loosely from the same. The man looked like hell had given him a proper chewing and spitting like he was the bitterest chew.

The foreman strode forward as the other miners spotted him and began to call out at the return of their 'savior'. A sick wet thud stopped him in his tracks as a stained leather sack flopped into the loose gravel.

A few tentative steps forward brought him to the sack as he leaned down to gently peer into the rank leather bag. The torturous withered face of an eyeless woman stared back at him, her face pockmarked with holes like a termite ridden floorboard. Her tongue languished out of her mouth, stained with black much as the stump that might have been her neck.

Foreman Strohnev shuddered as he quickly covered the bag back up and looked up to find the inquisitor standing over him looking grim. The older man grimly reached up to his shoulder and growled as he plucked something from his neck, a soft high squeal much like a piglet. It was insanely unpleasant as he felt his hands come to his ears, holding them tight as he looked in the inquisitors hand.

Squirming in his gloved hand was the oddest bug he'd maybe seen in his life. Bulbous red eyes, black body, orange legs with crystalline orange wings to match. It buzzed and flitted a bit in his hands as it struggled to right itself in his palm, the flecks of the old man's blood still shining on it's pincer mouth as it continued to wail.

It didn't last long as Candell closed his hand around it and squeezed hard enough to shake with as much violence as it took to snuff out the insects life.

Strohnev gaped at his hand and looked up into the inquisitor's face as he finally spoke with a dry cough and hoarse growl.

"Get back to work."

@daily-writing-challenge

#augustdwc2024 #augustday72024 #embersoftheorder #eldridge candell #victory #witch hunter #order of embers #world of warcraft #wyrmrest accord #moon guard #roleplay

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effervescentvesper · 3 months

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Okay my minds brewing, I’m pondering my orb. Hear me out: The Henry timeline

Basic ideas below:

Henry creel is not in full control of himself, and this isn’t some lame bs excuse for why he killed people, I think it’s a real plot point.

I haven’t seen the first shadow, but from what hints and bits and pieces of information I’ve learned, it seems obvious that Henry loses control, but the shadow part of himself, that is not Henry Creel but the mind flayer.

The Creel House - 1959

Okay, Henry moves to new house, is unaware of his supernatural abilities. Why does he have supernatural abilities? He just so happened to be born with them, like kali (008). (Might have a theory about the powers origins for later) The mind flayer at this point is an interdimensional being, it took over the world that was previously the upside down, and killed it, leaving the creatures already there, under its control. The world is dying, the creatures have no food, but—something happens.

The tether between the upside down and Hawkins is strong, the mind flayer senses power, senses something that it could latch onto, and it’s then, when Henry activates his powers in 1959 that he gives the mind flayer access to not only him, but the world.

Now, the mindflayer latches onto Henry, but unlike Will Byers, is not able to fully control him, at least, not all of the time. How? Henry’s powers give him the mental strength to keep the mind flayer as a back seat passenger in his mind, but that doesn’t mean Henry sees the mind flayer as a total threat yet, or even understands what it is.

This doesn’t mean that the mind flayers influence is mute however. Over the course of 1959, darker thoughts are planted into Henry’s mind, ones about society and order, and destroying the order. These aren’t things 12 year olds typically think of, or even fathom, especially in the 1950s….unless? Unless something is either feeding him these thoughts, or his own childish thoughts are being twisted, darkened, deepened by the Eldridge entity .

Of course, we see where this dark path leads Henry down. He begins to kill, practicing on weak prey animals and moving onto neighborhood pets.

Then it moves onto his own family members, Henry mentally torturing them after learning about the bad things he’d found from snooping in their minds and memories.

I present a line of reasoning: Henry has lived with his family his entire life, they all appear pretty happy, loving even, so why is Henry so quick to turn on them? Well, I don’t think that’s natural: the corruption from the mind flayer at this point has caused Henry to distrust his own family, and now had begun seeding the ideas that he is alone, that he is misunderstood, that he doesn’t belong.

Okay, so i know this is taking awhile, but there’s many layers to unravel.

Henry comes from a loving family, so we can definitely suspect that like will, when he was possessed by the mind flayer, Henry’s family, more particularly, his mother, knew that something was wrong with her child and then decided that it was best to take him to a doctor.

At the time there could’ve been no solution to Henry’s problem, but that means Henry at some point, probably met Doctor Brenner, who somehow discovered Henry’s powers.

This event would most likely start a chain reaction, causing the mind flayer to panic, afraid its new vessel would be taken from him, which would lead to the Creel house massacre, the mind flayer taking over during this event, but not knowing Henry’s own limits, would cause Henry to collapse into unconsciousness.

The lab years - Before Soteria

Henry is captured by the lab, and his powers are fully realized, leading to years of experimentation by Doctor Brenner. However, the darkness inside of Henry becomes uncontrollable, the mind flayer acting out more and more as Henry becomes stronger. The mind flayer is angry, angry that his vessel, his spawn, is unable to open a gate, which has been its intentions all along, and Henry all the while has had the Mindflayer apart of him for so long that he’s been convinced by Doctor Brenner that this evilness inside of him is just that: that the shadow is himself, and not an entity.

Eventually, Soteria is invented to lock away Henry's powers, succeeding, but also unknowingly locking the Mindflayer inside of Henry's mind, but as a silent spectator, dormant, unable to control and act. How? Henry's powers and the Mindflayer at this point are so interwoven that neither can exist without the other.

The Child - Terry Ives, 1969

Terry Ives is a voluntary subject at Hawkins Laboratory in 1969 when she is revealed to be pregnant. The spinoff off novel, Stranger Things: Suspicious Minds details the events that lead up to her time at the lab, what happens, and what leads to the current events of the show.

Terry goes into the lab hoping to get money from doing drug experiments under project MK-ultra; during her time there she is personally tested on by Doctor Brenner, who shows a keen interest in her, believing her to be a person of 'higher value', a system shown through Brenner's exposition that ranks people based on their potential.

There are many other women being tested on by the lab, but doctor Brenner is most interested in her, something that goes beyond the value system. Terry doesn't exhibit any signs of supernatural powers, at least not until she learns she is pregnant, and overall she doesn't have any clear defining talents that draw Brenner in, but her potential is in measurable, and what did Brenner do with that potential? He fulfilled it.

Terry Ives did not mistakenly fall pregnant because of the trysts with her longtime boyfriend, Andrew Rich, who I might add, was very quickly sent off to war and killed. People still insist he is the father of eleven but the dates say otherwise! Eleven was supposedly concepted the night of the Nixon Protest that ended with his jailing and subsequent release. This was on November 3, 1969, and using the math, give or take some time, she would've been born 1970. Which in no way makes sense or matches up with her canonical birth in 1971.

So where am I leading this after debunking Elevens father? Its Henry, Its definitely Henry. Doctor Brenner specifically picked out Terry to carry an offspring that would replicate 001s powers, a child that could be stronger than the ones created just using his blood. This explains how Terry Ives developed telepathic powers of her own while being pregnant with eleven, a potent Lineage; this not only explains Doctor Brenner's total fascination with Eleven, but also shows a trend within Brenner's behavior, he doesn't just want subject with powers, no, the artificial ones don't cut it, He wants the subjects like Henry, like Kali, Like eleven, natural born, potent.

I've already talked about this in another post about Henry being Elevens father but I've got more details to point out and to theorize on: I don't believe this was a kind of secret romance or love situation, Terry probably never knew the child inside of her belonged to another man, and I doubt henry knew until much later on, that terry even existed, at least not until she was out of the picture. This seems like a situation connived by Doctor Brenner because I see neither party being willing in making a lab baby for papa's growing collection.

The escape- Kali and Henry

There is no doubt in my mind that Henry personally knows, and was the factor behind eight/kali's eventual escape.

In the flashbacks Kali is shown exclusively playing with eleven in the rainbow room, showing that they were very close, sisters, but what makes them different, closer than everyone else? We can assume that the other child subjects had been alive at this time, but why aren't they there? Its because eleven and Eight are both natural born, and its from this that we can begin to see that perhaps before Eights escape, Doctor Brenner intended to make a program much different for the two, Maybe a separate one for his own interests that included Henry, this Could explain How Henry personally knows about the events that took place When Terry Ives came to rescue Eleven, and terry's existence, but could also explain why Kali has such a strong remembrance of that situation even though she herself was a young child: Henry made sure she remembered.

Here are a list of quotes that I think are significant:

"Think of a memory, one that makes you Angry and sad" - Henry, s04e06

"The bad Men were trying to take you away again and that made you angry, Good. So find that Anger." - Kali, s02e07

Henry and Kali both talk about using bad memory's to fuel them, which i think is interesting because Doctor Brenner directly tells the subjects in the Nina Project flashback: not to allow emotion to interfere with their powers, despite the fact that Henry had encouraged her to use anger and sadness to win the spar against 002.

Which is a very very similar idea that Eight uses to encourage eleven to lift the old boxcar and train her powers.

How on earth would eight learn to use emotions specifically, if Doctor Brenner was telling the subjects to not allow emotion to interfere? Well, it seems like eight, along with eleven, was also taught things by Henry while she was still at the lab. Eventually, Like eleven, Henry saw Kali's growing potential and easily encouraged her to escape since kali was old enough to understand the brutality of the lab and strong enough to survive outside. We can surmise that she escaped through the very same pipe that henry tried to get eleven through in season 4, which explains eights easy disappearance from the lab.

Although this part isn't as detailed as the rest, a result of a lack of information on Kali, it paints a clearer picture of the gaps in Henrys story. He is inexorably connected to not only Eleven, But Kali as well, they are all tied together in some way or another.

The 1979 Massacre - unleashed

Of course, we all know the events leading to the massacre at Hawkins lab, and I myself feel as if I've beaten this topic to death, so I'm just gonna clarify some main points:

The staged attack on Eleven was not orchestrated by Henry, but was an act of control by Doctor Brenner; the intent was never to have El killed either, just to scare her back into her place so she would need to depend on Brenner, and perhaps push henry into leaving her alone. As Henry says 'all Brenner wants is control.'

2. Brenner punishes Henry not because he helped eleven cheat in the spar, but because Henry is getting too close to eleven, something Doctor Brenner fears because that will loosen his control and status as 'papa', especially if eleven finds out who her real 'papa' is.

3. Henrys original intentions to help El escape were honest and pure, shown by the fact he helped eight escape in the past, and because eleven is his daughter. However when the chip is removed, The Mindflayer, who was dormant, immediately started commanding Henry. Henry protecting El in the hallway was one of his last conscious decisions, as well as him putting her in the closet, but after that he was taken over and started to kill everything in sight. Which, I believe, was the Mindflayers attempt at trying to use the kills to open a gate, which wouldn't work, explaining why Henry killed everyone in the lab, even the nurses, doctors and kids, which he said were trapped like him. Its also an unnecessary waste of his powers, and I think him being a psychopath for 'no reason' is a stupid idea and we've been shown so much to go against that.

4. When El walks in on Henry killing 002, that's when the mindflayer loosens his control, allowing henry to essentially front for a moment, but not able to fully control himself, however henry does not realize this, he believes everything he does are his own actions. This is why Henry is able to recount his past, but things are being twisted by the mindflayer's perception, and by the end of Henry's monologue that is the mindflayer fully fronting. That is why when they fight, Henry is completely fine with killing his eight year old child, the one who he risked everything for to help escape. This now makes sense of Henrys odd personality shifts. (I'd also like to point out how JCB makes his face look so totally different from the massacre and the earlier lab scenes, you can see a visceral difference, as if they are two complete different beings inhabiting one body.)

The Mindflayer's plan - Henry

its obvious what the mindflayer wants: To invade the normal world, to gain control, to feed its army, and to take over. Its a parasite, that's what it does.

But how does Henry fit in beyond his usefulness?

I think Henry plays a very significant role in the mindflayer's ecosystem. Now, this is going to be A LOT of guessing, but I'm surmising based off the leaks we've seen and things that fit henrys character. Here it is: Henry is not alive; and in return for allowing the mindflayer to use his body and powers, Henry's consciousness is allowed to live in a dream world.

First, explaining Henrys death, or his physical bodys death.

There is no way in hell, that henry survived the upside down, there is just no way. When henry was sent there by El he was burnt to a literal crisp, his skin was melting off, he was blinded in one eye, and the wounds he must've suffered alone just from falling out of the sky should've just straight up killed him on impact.

Not to mention the fact that when henry first encounters the upside down, its a barren wasteland, there is no water, there definitely is no edible food, and nothing to heal his wounds unless the mindflayer could some heavy magical plot convivence. He should've died, and i think he did, but i believe this:

Henry's body died in the upside down, but his soul or essence was kept alive by the mindflayer, his brain remaining active, and his powers able to help sustain him, but now, because of the mindflayers control, he isn't the main front for the body, the body now belongs to the mindflayer, and henrys mind is apart of the hive. This explains how henry is able to exist being as rotted, decrepit as he is, he can't feel how he's rotting from the inside out. Also probably explains the weirdly big hand.

So where is henry?

Henry exists in his own world, partially created by his own mind, and somewhat propagated by the mindflayer. This place is a utopia, a model of Hawkins, and is where all of Vecna's/Mindflayers/Henry's victims go, this is why Henry tells eleven that all of the dead children are in his head, they are! Same with all of the other victims of his killings: Chrissy, Fred, Patrick and Max. Henry believes at this point that the killings, are for a purpose and that even though he's hurting them, he's bringing them to a better place; ergo, 'ending their pain.'

This is why El cannot find Max when she is revived by eleven, her essence is already inside of Henry, stored away and she will probably have to go there, into henry's utopia, to save her.

Henry is living out the life that was stolen from him, but in return, he's selfishly taken the lives from others in order to satisfy that fantasy; Perhaps believing that this is the safest place for them, for the people like him, the sad, angry, forgotten people, and that one day, the upside down will look like his picturesque utopia.

Furthermore, all of this explains why in the leaks, We see the Creel house painted a bright blue, and see Holly wheeler around the property, talking to a human henry. Her Mind/soul hasn't been taken yet, but this could henry convincing her to come with him, confirming that she will be the missing Wheeler.

The mindflayer allows henry to indulge in this fantasy, whether or not its true (Probably not) because it knows giving henry what he wants, will allow it to continue to use henrys body and to complete its plan.

Okay that's the end so far! -

On a side note: Sorry I couldn't get as detailed with Henrys backstory, I'm really hoping they release a recording of the first shadow to Netflix, I wanna over analyze his character so bad :(((

Also sorry if some things are a bit off, I wrote this in a frenzy at 2am.

#stranger things #henry creel #st5 speculation #peter ballard #001 stranger things #timeline #stranger things theory #very long post #stranger things: suspicious minds mentioned #terry ives #eight/kali #eleven hopper #brief references to the first shadow #001

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mellowwillowy · 3 months

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What's your inspo to create your oc? Mainly for the Life characters one

I’ll name mainly the well-known here and my personal favorites 🤍

LIfE Project

The trio

Yulian — Based on the man from my dream when I was 12. At first, his appearance was meant to be faceless just like how I couldn't see his face because it was too bright.

Yulian’s early concept revolved around dream and bouquet of flowers.

Eve — Based on vague image from my brain, memories or whatever. (could be dream or game) Afterward, she was in the concept to be Yulian’s lover. (Originally faceless as well)

Her main image was the woman in a white room or at the shore. Either way, she still has those images until today.

Yulian’s Darling — based on the image my friend projected into me lol. Takes a lot of time to finally perfect them into a character.

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Kaspar — no idea…? Was originally just a random NPC for the Uphill Daisies case where Yulian fights against Eldridge.

Then I suddenly had the urge to deepen his relationship with Yulian and not just make him one of Yulian’s nameless tools. I figured Yulian might need a new friend too to give some flavor to his life. (I just wanna see a huge man standing side by side with Yulian too lol)

Acquillina (ver. UD) — I feel like seeing a badass woman around Yulian (tbh she is a part of the lore). One of Yulian’s closest allies although Darling rarely sees her when compared to Kaspar.

The scientists — 2 of them are based from my dream just like Yulian and co. One of them is fictional.

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Blue — I want to see all my type into a character! At first, his character was meant to be some sort of mascot or just the typical lover (genderless) to my personal.

Chloe — based on a character from a game that had me on a chokehold (no it's just some dumb generated character but she’s just… pretty? Even though it's just some ugly generated design?)

Decided to make her related to Blue just this year~

Eleanor — Originally meant to be someone completely unrelated to Blue but around this year, I decided to make him related to Blue.

Also I like seeing him fighting with Yulian over their beloved. Monochrome is the main idea.

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Seth — only existence is as Streamer! Reader’s lover. Soon his lore deepened but is still one of the less important characters.

A-01 — is on the same package as Yulian’s Darling. (no comment)

CatboX

XL — Based on my own name and the character I made in a game (lol). Soon she is fleshed out and her lore grows with each fandom I'm in (I’d call her a yume except that she isn't).

The other vessels are most likely to be personified ideas.

Caelus — Based on my friend’s OC, I tend to ship XL with their OC but due to not wanting to OOC him, I made this dude. (So sorry)

But his lore and overall personalities are bent to my own taste (?) But the same concept nonetheless which is Hastur (Eldritch Horror)

Erickson — this dude. Except that he’s not as stealthy.

Noel — I want them to be twins and I want both of them to have a miserable life. (Eldritch horror-wise, Nug and Yeb)

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Feng Jianyu — if you know Hua Cheng or Luo Binghe, he’s just like them. My little yandere ^^

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Afternote: If LIfE Project is Genshin, then CatboX is HSR. Lol.

#Theatric Guest #life project #CatboX

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storiesundercandlelight · 6 months

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In The Eyes of Priwen - Chapter Four

Another chapter!

Geoffrey made quick work of his journey to Evelyn's house, he could see the two lads stationed outside for the night sitting on chairs out the front. A luxury he certainly hadn't awarded to them. They stood up to greet him when he got close enough for them to be able to make him out in the lamp lit street, the air felt damp, like any moment the heavens would open up and the rain would start to fall.

"Evening boss, everything alright?" Geoffrey was half ashamed that he couldn't remember the name of the guard who addressed him first, he was new.

"Yeah, anything here? I take it you're bein' treated as well as the lads last night?"

"Yeah Miss Evelyn had her man come out earlier with drinks and food" Geoffrey nodded before heading up the stairs, leaving the two men to sit back down. He knocked on the door expecting to be greeted by Sembene but it was Evelyn that opened the door.

"Hello, come in" She ushered Geoffrey in quickly, motioning for him to follow her into the living room and towards the desk at the back of the room.

"Your man not here tonight?"

"He was earlier but not now, I usually let him take time off, it's only me here now after all. Though he hasn't been taking any time since the attack. But now that your men are here I insisted" Geoffrey could already see an improvement, Evelyn was still dressed as casually as before, but her eyes seemed brighter, she'd clearly been sleeping these last couple of nights. "I found something"

"Yeah your note said"

"I don't actually know if it will be helpful to you but..." Evelyn leant over and picked up two brown leather journals from the desk. " My father was an explorer, hence the décor, he usually visited Egypt. Anyway before he died he became obsessed with immortality. Thomas and I just put it down to his love for Ancient Egyptian beliefs and their afterlife, but he wasn't the same in the last two years of his life" Geoffrey was beginning to wonder what any of this had to do with him, but he couldn't bring himself to interrupt her as he would have done with someone else like Edgar. Geoffrey realised he would probably sit and listen to her chat about anything as long as she kept her attention on him.

"Anyway it wasn't until I read his last two journals that I saw Priwen mentioned, and someone named Carl Eldridge?" Geoffrey's interest peaked at this.

"He was the former leader of Priwen, my mentor"

"My father seemed to have been meeting with him, about a weapon that can kill vampires. But later in the journal he begins talking about a club called Ascalon. They apparently reached out to him offering him immortality, I suppose I now know that means turning him into a vampire"

"Yeah it does, what weapon is mentioned?"

"Some sort of sword, the sword of a king" Geoffrey stilled for a moment. The only link to a king was the blood of Arthur that Carl had passed down to Geoffrey. Only in a time of great need was he to even consider using it to help him battle the worst of foes. But Geoffrey wasn't a fool, there was only one sword owned by a king that would be worth mentioning. "You can take them"

Geoffrey took the journals from Evelyn. "You sure?"

"Yes, you can bring them back after you're done with them and to let me know if there anything other than the ramblings of a mad man in there"

"Carl wouldn't have worked with your father if he were mad"

"My father was persuasive, even at the end he could probably talk his way out of the worst kinds of situations. Maybe he talked his way into gaining Carls help"

"You don't sound too fond of him. Your father I mean"

"I was, but he was away most of the time travelling. He'd never take me with him no matter how much I asked. My mother was determined to stick to the rules of the upper class, marry me off to someone suitable, my father knew I wouldn't have it. He used to let me get into all sorts of trouble" Evelyn smiled at the memory and now even more than before Geoffrey wanted her to keep talking.

"Your mother isn't around either?"

"No she passed first, she was sick. About 6 months later was when my father began to change. He died of a heart attack. Then it was me and Thomas. Now it's just me" She didn't say it with sadness but Geoffrey knew what it was like to be alone, you often hide the pain of it, well he certainly did.

"I know the feelin' of being the only one left" Geoffrey watched Evelyn look up at him in sympathy.

"You lost your family?"

"My father came back to Dublin a leech, killed my mother, Carl saved me and helped me hunt down Ian who was turned. That's how I ended up in Priwen" It wasn't a story Geoffrey often told, the short version was the only one he was comfortable with.

"I'm sorry"

"It was a long time ago now"

"Doesn't stop the memory from being there though" Evelyn shrugged to lighten the mood and stepped closer to Geoffrey, this close he could see the faint freckles that dotted across the bridge of her nose, the mix of greys and blues in her eyes. He realised after a moment she had been expecting him to move with her, he didn't and was now blocking her from moving away from the desk.

He cursed himself and went to move but Evelyn reached up, her hand ghosting over his jaw before gently pushing his face slightly to the side, her eyes fell on the faint scar that lined the side of his face. "How did this happen?"

"When I was younger, not so quick, leech scratched me" Evelyn met his gaze, a smile tugged at her lips. Geoffrey didn't want her hand to stop touching him, his own hand by it's own accord reached up to hold her arm in place. What was he doing? He wasn't sure himself. When Evelyn didn't react or pull away he wondered if he could lean in and kiss her, they were close enough.

But he didn't. Or he left it too long because Evelyn did move away from him, her eyes darting away from him in disappointment. Jesus he was a fool, he should have just done it.

"Thank you for coming, I hope the journals help" Her voice was quieter now, embarrassed perhaps. He didn't stop himself this time as he placed the journals back onto the desk and reached for Evelyn. He did it quick enough that he heard her take in a startled breath before he pushed his lips against hers.

Geoffrey would never claim to be the most experienced person when it came to romance but he didn't hold back from this kiss. Their lips moved easily against each other, as if this was a rhythm they had already learnt before. Evelyn's hands gripped Geoffrey's coat as they pushed closer together. He knew he could easily loose himself in this kiss, this moment, it could have perhaps been the only time in many year that Geoffrey would be willing to let himself get lost in something. For a man so devoted to Priwen and the cause, enough to be called a fanatic by many, Geoffrey in this moment wanted to be nothing more than the man kissing Evelyn.

This dance of their continued, building only more passion as they pulled and gripped at each other, Evelyn found herself backed up against the desk, Geoffrey leaning over her as their kiss grew deeper. If breathing wasn't vital Geoffrey knew he wouldn't have pulled away, but when he did they both let their heads rest against each other, their noses brushing gently as they both caught their breath.

They looked at each other then, both surprised as a small smirk pulled at both of their lips. "Lets hope your men haven't been watching through the windows" Evelyn whispered. Geoffrey hadn't even thought about it but now that he was he pulled back, his head snapping in the direction of the window, but all he could see were curtains pulled tightly across the glass.

His eyes rolled as Evelyn giggled at having tricked him. Geoffrey looked back at her, his eyes lingering on her lips a moment, wondering if he should kiss her again. God he wanted to, but the hour grew late and he knew he needed to get back to Priwen. "I want to stay but..."

"You have a job to do"

"Aye"

"Until next time then Geoffrey"

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It was hard before keeping his mind off of Evelyn but now all he could think about was their kiss, the way she felt in his arms. He'd left Evelyn's house in a stupor almost missing the goodbyes from the guards outside.

By the time he'd made it back to Priwen most of the patrols were out or sleeping, only the men by the door were awake to greet him and Philip who was nursing a glass of whiskey in the entry hall which as it stands was the only space left with any room to relax in. "So...how'd it go?" The shir eating grin was back on his face but Geoffrey found himself in too good a mood to snap back.

"Fine, she gave me her fathers journals, seems he was working with Carl"

"I never heard of that happening"

"Nor I but sure it's there, I'll read over them and see what comes of it if anything" Geoffrey took Philips glass and took a swig himself before handing it back and muttering a good night.

"Hold on! Ye aren't going to entertain an ol' man?" Philip sat forward, a knowing look on his face but Geoffrey simply shrugged.

"You'll just have to find your entertainment elsewhere, I have nothin' to share"

"Oh aye, so that smile that was on yer face as ye came through the door was a coincidence then?" Geoffrey didn't even answer he simply turned and headed for a free bed. He would deal with Philips teasing tomorrow.

#vampyr #vampyr game #vampyr 2018 #geoffrey mccullum #geoffrey mccullum x reader #geoffrey vampyr #jonathan reid

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Hello bpp!

I know you’ve talked about solo stans or akgaes on &off in a lot of your posts but I was wondering if you can make something like a guide to how to spot them in the wild like their common talking points etc because I see so many well meaning armys both new &old keep falling for their ideas not knowing how distorted their perception of bts and hybe is. I think it would be really helpful. I shared your anti post to a few fellow armys & they found it really helpful esp since at the time jimin was getting a lot of hate &a lot of us were feeling bad for him. It would be really helpful if we had something like that for solos or akgaes but ofc only if you wanted or if you had time cuz i know your really super busy. Thank you bpp!

Ask 2: Bpp with this BB issue deleting Jimin's sales with no comment from the company, people are becoming solo stans and I don't know how to stop it. I tried explaining to my friend that BH isn't liked by BB, they're a Korean company and BB is a private American company that has all the power so BH has to be careful to not blacklist BTS more than before. She brought up newjeans but I told her it's under a different company but she didn't care. She's now saying boycott D Day is the only way BH will listen! I never knew she had this side to her! What can I do?

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Hi Anon(s),

I'm not trying to convince anybody here. When I write what I do, I'm not actually asking anybody to agree with me, nor do I care if they do. And this applies to solos, shippers, OT7 ARMYs whatever version or combination of those comes across my posts.

This is probably going to be controversial (lol), but I think the people who become solo stans, akgaes, shooters, toxic shippers, etc, were always going to be that. Granted, sometimes siloed environments can radicalize people into joining those factions, like baby ARMYs who get into taekook through Youtube rabbit holes, but it's also true some people are naturally more susceptible to radicalization than others, and some people are more prone to twisted ways of thinking, they just need a cause or catalyst. And I'm not interested in pointing out the road maps to get out of cuckooland.

What I've observed is that a lot of the time, the view a person takes about Jimin, BTS, k-pop, HYBE, etc, has more to do with their own personal inclinations/experiences, than anything that's actually happening in reality.

I look at all the above and see an asylum let loose.

There's nothing to be done for these people. And I'm genuinely not interested in convincing any of these sorts of people to get their heads out of their ass.

It's no good pointing out the difference in power dynamics between BigHit and Eldridge Industries, if the person you're talking to is personally distrustful of authority and corporations to begin with.

What good is there talking to someone who refuses to understand how an independent label/subsidiary functions within a parent/conglomerate?

Do you think the people calling for BigHit to market BTS the way those fans and the Western entertainment industry would prefer, care about the number of times the members have explicitly said they've always known of easier ways to get success, but choose to decline those methods?

Every instance we have of Jimin asserting himself, a trait that over 10 years appears to be very dominant in him, becomes background noise for people who believe him to be too timid, too stupid, or too selfless to stand up for himself.

...and so on.

These are people who cannot think beyond a very narrow set of ideas that hinge on their personal experiences. They cannot imagine any other scenario in which HYBE might not release a statement in response to Billboard's selective application of the rules; they cannot think of any other reason why we haven't seen Jimin post a cake for his album, or BigHit posting an article for his Hot 100 win, except that their golden boy is suffering in the gilded cage that is HYBE; they cannot think beyond their own personal needs as a fan, to see that their expectations might not align with Jimin's; they cannot comprehend any other reasons for what's happening to Jimin, except that his team is actively sabotaging his career out of malice and coercion (by their expectations); that Yoongi akgae (in SS above) cannot comprehend the eventual outcome of their race to the bottom with other members' akgaes, when reporting playlists for rival members or review bombing their albums; they cannot think of any other reasons why xyz member has less lines, screentime, promotion times, etc; and so on.

Something you'll notice about every solo stan and toxic shipper, every single one, is that all their ideas always lead to one logical conclusion. They can dress it up in different ways, and yeah there are stages where some people are farther along that narrative arc than others, but without fail, every single akgae theory is subversive to the idea of BTS, and always ends at one logical point.

Anon in ask 2, this is probably not the answer you wanted, but I have nothing to say to your friend besides "good luck". We all have at least 10 years of bangtan history available to us; we all see various examples of all the members making sacrifices to uphold the one thing they all claim they love above all else - their team; we see several examples of BigHit navigating adversarial environments in Korea *and* the West, to make BTS the biggest group in the world with ARMY supporting the whole time.

Anybody becoming an akgae today over this BB debacle and BigHit's handling of it, over Chapter 2 roll-outs and sales numbers, etc, would have been one in 2016, or 2018, or any other time the members faced inequitable treatment that just happened to hit that person's mental sweet spot, the set of conditions that in their heads that results in only one explanation: the member they love being hated and exploited by their team with no recourse and no agency. In spite of all the times the members have explicitly expressed the opposite.

Anyone losing sleep over the chaos right now wouldn't have lasted a minute as ARMY in the earlier years for BTS, and I have no qualms about letting dead weight fall off.

#bts #fandom behaviour #bts army #bts fandom #solo stans #akgaes #ss randomly gotten off twitter

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rockislandadultreads · 9 months

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Warm Up with a Good Book!

Need a book to spark your interest & keep you warm? Check out one of these fiery recommendations! Make sure to also log whatever you read for our upcoming "Snow Many Books" Winter Reading Challenge, which begins this Friday, January 12th!

Where There Was Fire by John Manuel Arias

Costa Rica, 1968: When a lethal fire erupts at the American Fruit Company’s most lucrative banana plantation burning all evidence of a massive cover-up, and her husband disappears, the future of Teresa’s family is changed forever.

Now, twenty-seven years later, Teresa and her daughter Lyra are picking up the pieces. Lyra wants nothing to do with Teresa, but is desperate to find out what happened to her family that fateful night. Teresa, haunted by a missing husband and the bitter ghost of her mother, Amarga, is unable to reconcile the past. What unfolds is a story of a mother and daughter trying to forgive what they do not yet understand, and the mystery at the heart of one family’s rupture.

Dance Among the Flames by Tori Eldridge

Passion. Horror. Betrayal.

Across forty years, three continents, and a past incident in 1560 France, Serafina Olegario tests the boundaries of love, power, and corruption as she fights to escape her life of poverty and abuse. Serafina's quest begins in Brazil when she's possessed by the warrior goddess Yansã, who emboldens her to fight yet threatens to consume her spirit. Fueled by power and enticed by Exú, an immortal trickster and intermediary to the gods, Serafina turns to the seductive magic of Quimbanda. It's dangerous to dance in the fire. But when you come from nothing, you have nothing to lose.

Girls Burn Brighter by Shobha Rao

Poornima and Savitha have three strikes against them: they are poor, they are ambitious, and they are girls. After her mother’s death, Poornima has very little kindness in her life. She is left to care for her siblings until her father can find her a suitable match. So when Savitha enters their household, Poornima is intrigued by the joyful, independent-minded girl. Suddenly their Indian village doesn't feel quite so claustrophobic, and Poornima begins to imagine a life beyond arranged marriage.

But when a devastating act of cruelty drives Savitha away, Poornima leaves behind everything she has ever known to find her friend. Her journey takes her into the darkest corners of India's underworld, on a harrowing cross-continental journey, and eventually to an apartment complex in Seattle.

The Archive of the Forgotten by A.J. Hackwith

The Library of the Unwritten in Hell was saved from total devastation, but hundreds of potential books were destroyed. Former librarian Claire and Brevity the muse feel the loss of those stories, and are trying to adjust to their new roles within the Arcane Wing and Library, respectively. But when the remains of those books begin to leak a strange ink, Claire realizes that the Library has kept secrets from Hell - and from its own librarians.

Claire and Brevity are immediately at odds in their approach to the ink, and the potential power that it represents has not gone unnoticed. When a representative from the Muses Corps arrives at the Library to advise Brevity, the angel Rami and the erstwhile Hero hunt for answers in other realms. The true nature of the ink could fundamentally alter the afterlife for good or ill, but it entirely depends on who is left to hold the pen.

This is the second volume of the "Hell's Library" series.

#fiction #book covers #reading challenge #reading recommendations #reading recs #book recommendations #book recs #tbr #tbr pile #to read #library books #booklr #book tumblr #book blog #library blog #readers advisory

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Ok so there’s this world building project that I’d love to flesh out, but I don’t particularly have the energy right now. Might come back to this later, who knows?

A world where Eldridge, other worldly beings came unto the world. But they’re not here to consume it, or destroy it, but merely to make contact and to interact. Eldridge horrors becoming a new normal, granted they’re no longer horrors. After many years, a war possibly, and some government mumbo jumbo, the world welcomes all different forms of life into their cities and neighborhoods.

Cthulhu is your neighbor and he brought over tuna casserole for the street potluck. Did you hear, Genevieve, the infernal worm of W’Morton, who lives on the corner of Hillenburrow Av is starting a lawn care service? She mowed my lawn so well the other day, you’d have no idea she did it by eating the grass! Duuude! Did you see the new girl that just moved in? She’s like, supernova hot! I’d’ve talked to her but I don’t think stardustfolk speak exactly.

But then, there are still some Eldritch folk out there who don’t think they should’ve integrated into disgraceful 3rd dimensional society. They used to pray on our souls, our minds, our sanity. Suddenly having to change gears to live with humanity wasn’t something many 4+ dimensional beings thought could even be possible. So, there is now government organizations that help to contain and manage these rouge beings that try to hold onto the old ways of feeding on people’s sanity and creating horrific cults and doing sacrifices. In some places, they act like the men in black but people actually see what they’re doing and they’re like celebrities, but then in more podunk, middle of nowhere towns, they’re like state troopers in a way. Basically imagine if Lovecraft co-wrote Super Troopers. Like that.

This idea is just some funny thing I thought of at one point but I don’t really have a huge motivation to grow with it. I might later but I just wanna put it somewhere for now. Anyway byyyyeeeee.

#worldbuilding #worldbuilding prompts #worldbuilding project #worldbuilding ideas #worldbuilding stuff #eldrich horror #lovecraft #lovecrafian

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DraftDash: Auberon Academy (Book Two)

Just found out about this so lets go!

Auberon Academy: In Pursuit of Knowledge is the second book in the Auberon series. While me and my boyfriend/editor are working on polishing up book one so I can start to query it, I've been working on book two and have about six chapters left!

The book follows a quartet of protagonists through their individual storylines as they keep secrets, make discoveries, and try to survive in a world on the verge of war.

- Christie Nutter is an eleven-year-old girl who's just been hit with a double-whammy of sadness: she's found out she's magic-averse, and her friend and roommate just disappeared. A month later with no progress, the school hires a new investiagor, Arthur Garland, to take over the case, and Christie is determined to help.

- Ashton Alamilla is a new protagonist to book two, a Sivonese hunter living in a tiny town on the Foldra Mountains. He has a peaceful, quiet life, until a wayward cursebreaker, Sutton Senft, stumbles into a hunting trap. Sutton ropes him into joining them on their quest to find Adakoi's missing king, Genesis Eldridge, and the two embark on a perilous journey over the mountain range.

- Addison Garland is the recently not-so-deceased fiancé of the princess, still in his faux-exile after taking the blame for her manifestation. After a month in the wilderness with the missing princess, Bella, he returns to Port Mimslow and resumes his new normal, slowly reintroducing Bella to civilization, ignorant to the consequences of his actions.

- Rosamund Eldridge is the heiress to the throne, set to ascend in less than a year, and is still reeling from the discovery that her own mother had her cursed. Amidst their strife, she tries to reign in her magic, discover the truth behind the dark prophecy that her kingdom will fall, and prevent the war her mother is so desperate to start.

Excited to do this challenge!!

#draftdash #draftdash intro #boberon

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2024

Here we go 2024.

I've made it to level 40, I guess I get a mount and extra talents. I'm still waiting for something to rear it's head appropriately for that.

So far it's not.

But if you're arriving or been for some time expecting me to do something that I say I'm gonna do, well shit. I'm sorry.

This blog is hub for all my would be writing stuff and delusions of roleplaying/collaborating with other writers in the comforting hellscape that is Tumblr. Once again I'm sorry as I can't make any promises of getting better at it.

Still down a third of myself from last year but the fear is growing as my waist kind of gets settled and muscles continue to atrophy with my growing apathy. My brain is still on a downswing as much as I fight at it punch drunk and mildly stoned.

As sad and angst laden this may be, I'm just in a mood and figured I should do a quick update as we're well out of 2023.

Onward to the content and hopefully a constructive manic episode or two.

THE BLOGS

@eldridgecandell - This is it. She ain't much, but she's the one that died and came back that I keep trying to focus on. Join me on a short explanation:

Eldridge Candell, Inquisitor of the Order of Embers, has returned to Azeroth from beyond the Veil and bein lost in the great Astral Sea. As the worlds began to collapse and the collective haze that had been the Shadowlands Conspiracy blew away so did Candell into a new world.

But it wasn't his.

Never should be or could be. He belonged where he had always been doing the thing that he was truly good at. Unfortunately that road would have be walked alone and with a whole new slew of problems. Missing students, apathetic governments, bureaucracy, and the general march of time as age catches up to any soldier.

This blog focuses on Eldridge primarily but it is not exclusive to him as I suffer/revel in alt-aholism causing me to make up a diverse cast of characters to play with the witch hunter. From Cheryl Duun a disgruntled and lost Inquisitor; Josiah Nubern a fellow apprentice of Candells who has gone over to the edge; the wandering vengeful shadow of Alfred Klaudin, a Forsaken zealot who refuses to give up his Dark Lady. More remain and are open for interaction as I make up a new cast list for them all if anyone is ever interested in playing with my version of the Order of Embers.

ON HOLD

@acrowamongsparrows - an AU of Eld as a Witcher; the show burned me so hard but every once in awhile I look at the books and wonder.

@conduitdreams - cyberpunk with robots and mecha; it just never really took off like I wanted it to or hoped others might have been interested.

@withanemeraldeye - sword and sorcery pulp adventure based around a lot of Conan Exiles and lore; another quiet experiment that is in the back of my head

@sailsonaseaoffate - the final resting place of Zexx Candell and his family, letting them sail off into the sunset among the stars in my version of Spelljammer; I might go back to it as well depending on what strikes me

@memoriesofivalice - my poor Final Fantasy 14 story blog for an AU Zexx and company; big plans but no execution as I just couldn't get enough into the game

THE FUTURE

That more or less sums up where I am at in February of 2024. I'm trying but stumbling dragging as much as I want to be productive and creative. I'm so sorry for all those I've let down in the work and play, maybe I can make it up to you and prove I've got something to say. Just need to figure out what can charge me up. Ideas are always welcome and patient words of affirmation are always gratefully appreciated.

Here we go with the rest of the year.

#update #2024 #hardboot #writing #roleplay #level 40 #multiblog #hub blog #collaborative #truth #sell yourself

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Jason Todd / Danny Fenton Masterlist

Completed

Wait For It by DisillusionedDanny :

When sixteen year old Danny goes to check out the Lazarus Waters in a different universe he doesn't know what he's expecting. Somehow getting a new halfa boyfriend and a baby brother was what were in the books for the young Ghost Prince. Everything seems to be going well, though, until first Jason decides to leave the League of Assassins and Danny to get revenge for his death, and then Damian decides that now that he is about to get to meet his real father, he will no longer need Danny. Years later, though, both Damian and Jason realize that they lost more than expected when leaving Danny behind all those years before. Especially after watching the powerful ghost king defeat an enemy within seconds. Now both must figure out how to fix their broken relationships with the ghost who helped them when they needed it most and never asked for more. Word Count: 33,891 Completed

Marriage, Who? by DeathlySilent13 :

Jason interrupts a ritual and gets far more than he'd expected. Like, an entire dimension more.

Word Count: 4,161 Completed

The Devil Wore a T-Shirt by DisillusionedDanny :

Deadly Assumptions and Their Consequences by Silver_star_06 :

The Justice league believes that Phantom is Captain Marvel‘s dad and tells the hero to summon him to help them with Darkseid.

They weren’t expecting the cryptic eldridge being to start hanging around the watch tower.

Danny couldn’t help but feel a kinship with the pre-teen that ended up as the current Captain Marvel. A scrappy black haired and blue eyed child vigilante, that only became one because of circumstance.

Danny was going to help this child whether he wanted it or not.

Word Count: 25,977 On-going

how to befriend your local ghost-boy by lizardtailsfails :

Fetch was a meta that managed to get in contact with the Bats, and did some support work for them. The first time Jason met him, however, the only thing he took away from that encounter was that somehow, this guy's very presence could scare the Pit into cowering. It kind of made him panic. He may or may not have shot at Fetch. And Fetch may or may not have disappeared as a result. Just when the Bats were resigned to thinking that maybe Fetch had left Gotham entirely, Jason stumbled across a warehouse that felt like Fetch's power. Looking into the owners, the Bats finally figure out Fetch's real identity--a kid named Danny Fenton. Word Count: 4,777 Completed

two dead guys sitting in a warehouse five feet apart cuz they're dense motherfuckers by lizardtailsfails :

Jason meets Danny again and gets treated to an educational slideshow. He was not prepared.

Word Count: 6,278 Completed

That Feeling When You (Accidentally) Seduce Your Landlord to Avoid Eviction by halfgone (milklywxy) :

Jason finds out the building his favorite safehouse is located in has been recently bought out. He could easily move, but he doesn't do easy. He'll just have to find a way to stick around, even if that means growing closerand catching feelingsfor his impromptu landlord. Meanwhile, Danny is pretty sure he hit the jackpot for surprise tenants. Word Count: 6,362 Completed

Like Betta Fish Do by Paperpuffin :

Danny had ended up trespassing in Jason's haunt. He didn't mean to. Total accident, he swears. (He blames Johnny.) So he bought the other halfa a basket of bathbombs and chocolate as a 'sorry, please don't disembowel me' gift. It was the proper thing to do, alright?

Everything was going to be just fine.

Then things got a little out of hand.

Word Count: 77,837 Completed

Take Out for Dummies by Mokulule :

"Excuse me?" Jason asked in disbelief. "How would you describe your ideal date?" The man repeated calmly as if he hadn't snuck up on Red Hood on a rooftop in the middle of the night. AKA Danny has been hired to take out Red Hood, there may have been a minor misunderstanding... Word Count: 2,009 Completed

Lightning in a Bottle by DisillusionedDanny :

Prompt courtesy of Stealingyourbones on tumblr: Jason gets his neck sliced by Bruce’s batarang. It irreversibly damaged his vocal cords.

Pros: He can still use ghost speak

Cons: None of his family knows ghost speak (as it’s sounds aren’t for living men to understand)

Thankfully Jason meets Danny Fenton who not only understands ghost speak but can teach him how to live again after his accident.

Word Count: 46,202 Completed

A deal with the Ghost King by JaxinKH :

When the Ghost King refused their offer of souls in exchange for saving the world, the Justice League had been scrambling to find something he would accept instead. But when the King dissapeared and the world was saved when they weren't looking, Constantine had been in a panic. Someone else had made a deal with the King, offering something worth more than all the souls on Earth. But what? And who had made the deal? Meanwhile, Jason left the meeting. He had a date to plan! Word Count: 4,524 Completed One of the cutest Jason Todd x Danny Phantom Fics I've read. I love the idea of Jason just looking at Danny in his whole Ghost-like glory and said to himself ' I need to tap that'

Core Bonded by GhostInGotham :

The only thing Tim could hear was his own beating heart and his harsh breathing. He barely even noticed that the demons had stopped what they were doing as well. Suddenly, the temperature around him dropped to the negatives. Snow started falling from the sky, melting as it hit Tim’s skin. There was a twitch from Trigon’s hand.

“ Mate, who…who was your brother just summoning? ” Constantine asked over the comms, his voice shaking.Ice spiked out of the ground into Trigons chest and forced him to stumble back. A man with blue tinted skin, and enough power radiating off of him to force an army to their knees, stood above Jason with a raised hand. Jason was on the ground and leaning his weight on his elbows, watching the being in front of him.

“ W̴e̵ ̸h̷a̶v̸e̷ ̷g̸o̴t̶ ̸t̷o̵ ̷s̸t̴o̸p̴ ̷m̵e̶e̴t̸i̸n̸g̶ ̸l̷i̸k̸e̶ ̵t̵h̷i̸s̷,̷ ̵b̴e̷a̸u̷t̵i̷f̵u̴l̴,̷” The man chuckled as he turned to the crime lord with an outstretched hand. Jason just snorted and took the offered hand,

“ Can’t help the life I live, Casper.” was heard over the comms. The being just laughed at the nickname.“ Bloody hell…Bats, your son just summoned the Ghost King… ” Constantine whispered.

Word Count: 10,085 Completed

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Danny Fenton: Dead and Loving It by HyperKid :

Danny and Jason meet by chance in a graveyard on Christmas Eve over a certain someone’s grave. Neither expect to ever see the other again, until they run into each other at a coffee shop less than a week later. And once they’re both thinking clearly, there’s obviously something wrong. Between working out what to tell their families, what’s actually going on, and just… well, being happy pains in the ass and proud of it, it turns out Team Batfam and Team Phantom all over are a match made in Heaven. Now all they have to do is persuade Bruce that Jason having new friends hasn’t hailed the apocalypse. Word Count: 275,002 On-going

Ghost King in Gotham by GDogDfeld124 :

Danny Fenton moves into Gotham to get away from the GiW and his parents. Luckily for him he got a scholarship to Gotham University and could move in without trouble.Everything goes haywire when one day while doing his homework he gets summoned.

______________________________________________________________Planning for this one to be a long one. Trying not to make this crack.

Word Count: 74,968 On-going

I Am A Retired Hero And My Love Interest Is A Crime Lord!? byShyCrow :

Danny Fenton did the whole hero thing, all right? He fought bad guys, saved the world a couple of times, became enemies with a secret government faction. And it was fun. Really, he had no regrets! But now it's time for him to buckle down and focus on getting that degree. It's a good thing Gotham University gave him a full ride. But things are just now starting to get more and more complicated... It started as an accident that evolved into the Red Hood paying attention to Danny. And now ghosts are starting to lose objects that, if fallen into the wrong hands, can cause a lot of trouble for both Danny and the Ghost Zone. With the bats starting to take notice of him and the Zone's refusal to leave him alone, can he truly lead a normal life? And, more importantly, does he really want to? Word Count: 138,759 On-going

A Crow's Murder by kokoa_la :

Danny takes on a new moniker when he starts up business in Gotham as a human, but this time, he's not the hero. A vigilante to the core, taking risks and shots for the greater good at another's expense.

With his memories holding his left hand and his responsibilities holding his right, Gotham seems like the perfect place to hide.

Until he's got a clock over his head, ticking away to an unknown end.

i.e. Danny steals from the waynes and now have the bats on his tail, too bad for them the only one to have spotted Danny is the Red Hood himself. Maybe the halfa can trust the resident crime lord with his teeny tiny issue with the government. What's a little treason to murder, right?

(Post every Saturday)

TW: depression, thoughts of death (NOT suicide), character death (does it count if its danny and jason?), cursing, drugs? (idk man), sickness, fighting, injuries

Word Count: 95,530 On-going

Lost In Between Our Needs and Wants by Murriana :

After having to leave behind his mortal life in Amity Park, Danny ends up settling in Gotham. There, he gets mistaken for a vampire and decides it's the perfect cover. This has consequences, for both him and the crime lord Danny's nose keeps leading him to. Word Count: 13,001 On-going Not going to lie, as I was reading this the only thought that was going through my head. "Danny is finally living his goth dream and has made it his life's mission to make Sam jealous about it"

Danny's Daycare by RobinsEggHead :

Being the Ghost King is surprisingly boring when you're good at the job and therefore your people are at peace. In an attempt to escape his mind numbing boredom (and do a favor for Lady Gotham) Danny begins his ten step plan to help the city without donning the Phantom 'cape' once more.

Too bad the Waynes and Gotham's vigilantes seem to be taking such an interest in the strange man who willingly moved TO Gotham to open a daycare in the Bowery. It's fine, this is all fine, what could go wrong?

Turns out- a lot.

Word Count: 33,524 On-going

I find it really cute that Danny wants to help but hes like a tired Dad that has WAY too many kids. This is still an early fics, but it's already one of my favorites.

Rooftop Express by EmeraldsAndAmethyst :

Danny Fenton just wants to help his big sister be comfortable in Gotham. But he is getting so done with not being able to fly around freely. Danny tries to do things on the up and up but just progressively accidentally starts looking more and more like a new rogue trying to get set up. His parents must be retired super villains, which might not mean anything. But the rest of the evidence isn't very promising.And then he finds a half-ghost no one knew anything about. Befriending him in the suit instead of out isn't helping his 'definitely not a super villain' case in the slightest. *edit 4/3/2023 o my gosh there is now fan art!!! pics in the chapter and links here tysm AK! [sharelink] Word Count: 89,268 On-going

What could go wrong? (A lot) by Dreaming_Ember :

John Constantine sat quietly rubbing his temples with his hands. He was fighting to not pull out a cigarette and light it. He knew this meeting would be bad. As soon as the Bat called him here for a favor he knew it was going to get messy. Bats never needed him for favors. But with this League Of Assassins people joining up with an unknown cult it seemed John was the best bet, well after he tried contacting Zatanna who was busy with something else. So far they weren't getting anywhere and it had been two weeks, the only thing that John has noticed is how what the bats call the Lazarus Pits, looks suspiciously like ectoplasm. Boiling ectoplasm. But still ectoplasm. John sighs, he didn't want to have to ask Danny for help, but if those pits truly were ectoplasm he would need to get him involved. ___________________________________________________________ Or when The League of Assassins starts acting up and joining forces with an unknown cult, Batman contacts John Constantine for help. Word Count: 5,130 On-going

It's Not Sugar by ConspiracyCrows

#jason todd #danny phantom #danny fenton #dp x dc crossover #crossover fanfiction #ao3 fanfic

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Call It Music // Philip Levine

Some days I catch a rhythm, almost a song in my own breath. I'm alone here in Brooklyn Heights, late morning, the sky above the St. George Hotel clear, clear for New York, that is. The radio playing "Bird Flight," Parker in his California tragic voice fifty years ago, his faltering "Lover Man" just before he crashed into chaos. I would guess that outside the recording studio in Burbank the sun was high above the jacarandas, it was late March, the worst of yesterday's rain had come and gone, the sky washed blue. Bird could have seen for miles if he'd looked, but what he saw was so foreign he clenched his eyes, shook his head, and barked like a dog—just once— and then Howard McGhee took his arm and assured him he'd be OK. I know this because Howard told me years later that he thought Bird could lie down in the hotel room they shared, sleep for an hour or more, and waken as himself. The perfect sunlight angles into my little room above Willow Street. I listen to my breath come and go and try to catch its curious taste, part milk, part iron, part blood, as it passes from me into the world. This is not me, this is automatic, this entering and exiting, my body's essential occupation without which I am a thing. The whole process has a name, a word I don't know, an elegant word not in English or Yiddish or Spanish, a word that means nothing to me. Howard truly believed what he said that day when he steered Parker into a cab and drove the silent miles beside him while the bright world unfurled around them: filling stations, stands of fruits and vegetables, a kiosk selling trinkets from Mexico and the Philippines. It was all so actual and Western, it was a new creation coming into being, like the music of Charlie Parker someone later called "glad," though that day I would have said silent, "the silent music of Charlie Parker." Howard said nothing. He paid the driver and helped Bird up two flights to their room, got his boots off, and went out to let him sleep as the afternoon entered the history of darkness. I'm not judging Howard, he did better than I could have now or then. Then I was 19, working on the loading docks at Railway Express, coming day by day into the damaged body of a man while I sang into the filthy air the Yiddish drinking songs my Zadie taught me before his breath failed. Now Howard is gone, eleven long years gone, the sweet voice silenced. "The subtle bridge between Eldridge and Navarro," they later wrote, all that rising passion a footnote to others. I remember in '85 walking the halls of Cass Tech, the high school where he taught after his performing days, when suddenly he took my left hand in his two hands to tell me it all worked out for the best. Maybe he'd gotten religion, maybe he knew how little time was left, maybe that day he was just worn down by my questions about Parker. To him Bird was truly Charlie Parker, a man, a silent note going out forever on the breath of genius which now I hear soaring above my own breath as this bright morning fades into afternoon. Music, I'll call it music. It's what we need as the sun staggers behind the low gray clouds blowing relentlessly in from that nameless ocean, the calm and endless one I've still to cross.

#poetry #Philip Levine #American poetry #Charlie Parker #Brooklyn Heights #music #jazz #Brooklyn #New York City #river

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